My English is getting worst ever since I left matriculation. I am no longer using proper English- even for my presentation (that’s pathetic for an undergrad!) and my English is just like a kindergarten kid. See?!
During my first year in campus, I attended a Public Speaking class (which was if I’m not mistaken; was the last time I used my English!); a compulsory subject for students with Band 4 and above in their MUET. It was quite a terrible class. I still remember how the three of us sneak-out from Kenegaraan class just to make sure that we were on time for the Public Speaking class. Late attendance means absent. The schedule was cruel. We had Design Studio subject from 8 to 5pm, proceed with Kenegaraan at 5 to 7pm and Public Speaking by 6 to 9pm. Like it or not, we had to sacrifice our ‘golden hour’ in Kenegaraan; we did it especially for you, my dear English!
By slip-out from Kenegaraan after one hour of lecture and waiting for the bus for about 15 minutes max, we finally managed ourselves to attend the class on time. If only the lecturer knew how hectic our journey was...
Oh, it wasn’t ended like that. The next thing to be resolved was how can we perform solat Asar before the Maghrib started? Nehh… we got to sneak out? Again??! Yea,yea.. Then we started to ask permission to the restroom, one by one. So, that was the last time I practiced my English. It was 3 years back and you can imagine how rusty it is by now.
*teacher, may I go out?*
Another attempt to improvise my English was by writing an English-medium diary. But hey, it wasn’t a great alternative! Diary did cost you some money. I only bought a little one since it is affordable to me and you know what a small diary can do – only few words in point form can be written. To write in log book? No thanks. I don’t have enough space to bring it here and there.
After so many attempts, and so many self-motivated ideas, I found another brilliant alternative. Yes, a blog! It’s free, people! I mean, err...yes. It is free as long as I’m a student of this generous faculty and I am my parents’ daughter.
I’ve decided to spent time to write something, anything for this NOTHING. I’ll try to use all those new vocabulary and jargon. I really want to impress myself with my English. I hope to see that one day as I glancing through my entries, I will notice how better my English to be compared from the past. And I really hope that if there any chances somebody passing by this blog, I would like to see a comment on my grammar error and so on. I need you to be my teacher, but please don’t ask for the fee….
During my first year in campus, I attended a Public Speaking class (which was if I’m not mistaken; was the last time I used my English!); a compulsory subject for students with Band 4 and above in their MUET. It was quite a terrible class. I still remember how the three of us sneak-out from Kenegaraan class just to make sure that we were on time for the Public Speaking class. Late attendance means absent. The schedule was cruel. We had Design Studio subject from 8 to 5pm, proceed with Kenegaraan at 5 to 7pm and Public Speaking by 6 to 9pm. Like it or not, we had to sacrifice our ‘golden hour’ in Kenegaraan; we did it especially for you, my dear English!
By slip-out from Kenegaraan after one hour of lecture and waiting for the bus for about 15 minutes max, we finally managed ourselves to attend the class on time. If only the lecturer knew how hectic our journey was...
Oh, it wasn’t ended like that. The next thing to be resolved was how can we perform solat Asar before the Maghrib started? Nehh… we got to sneak out? Again??! Yea,yea.. Then we started to ask permission to the restroom, one by one. So, that was the last time I practiced my English. It was 3 years back and you can imagine how rusty it is by now.
*teacher, may I go out?*
Another attempt to improvise my English was by writing an English-medium diary. But hey, it wasn’t a great alternative! Diary did cost you some money. I only bought a little one since it is affordable to me and you know what a small diary can do – only few words in point form can be written. To write in log book? No thanks. I don’t have enough space to bring it here and there.
After so many attempts, and so many self-motivated ideas, I found another brilliant alternative. Yes, a blog! It’s free, people! I mean, err...yes. It is free as long as I’m a student of this generous faculty and I am my parents’ daughter.
I’ve decided to spent time to write something, anything for this NOTHING. I’ll try to use all those new vocabulary and jargon. I really want to impress myself with my English. I hope to see that one day as I glancing through my entries, I will notice how better my English to be compared from the past. And I really hope that if there any chances somebody passing by this blog, I would like to see a comment on my grammar error and so on. I need you to be my teacher, but please don’t ask for the fee….
3 comments:
this is not a nothing sayang ku...this is something...i really amaze wit ur courage...wish u luck...
wihihuhuh trimas la k'aan. nk mula berjinak dengan penulisan architecture la kunun.
yahhh may gd lucks will be urs too!
my english is bad.and it's getting worse!
erm...eyt,u should respond in english jgk la=P
NZ
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